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The wind picks up

The wind picks up
The shutters snap, the curtains fly away
The trees in tremor branches madly sway
And no truce, no backing up
 
The wind picks up
The horizon suddenly goes dark
Heavy, black, skies vanish without a mark
Before the wind has picked up
 
Love
Feeling the mad, crazy wind
In the rain and bare-skinned
Love
Rolling in the mud as dogs do
Or like an Indian – Sioux
 
The wind picks up.
 
The wind picks up.
It blows on me like an ember that I am
And then I throw myself into the furnace – damn!
Of the big wind that picks up
 
The wind picks up
The thunder’s loud and the skies are mad
I mock the thunder and the lightning, I am really bad
And the clouds will give up,
 
Love
Feeling the mad, crazy wind
In the rain and bare-skinned
Love
Rolling in the mud as dogs do
Or like an Indian – Sioux
 
Love
Feeling the mad, crazy wind
In the rain and bare-skinned
Love
Rolling in the mud as dogs do
Or like an Indian – Sioux
 
Inside the circle of the wind
In the rain and bare-skinned
Love
Rolling in the mud as dogs do
Or like an Indian – Sioux
 
Rub my chest with a bark of a tree
As strong as trees I want to be
 
The wind picks up
So, I’m back at home covered in mud
I’m like a wet dog and I shake with a thud
I want her face without a frown
A little touch that calms me down
Outside the wind picks up